Bunny Cooking Pot

It came with evil intent, deceptive, manipulative, greed no matter what.

She killed my bro and smashed
his dogs head with a cooking pot.

Not need for asylum, not even for love.
A new land, a new life,
but not with my brother, as it is not a real wife.

She destroyed a good man,
not with her hands, but with his heart.
Deport her, not only with space, but with time.
A time when she never was.

A time where my brother would find true love.

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